Chapter 9: The Great Storm
I looked at his closed lips and twisted brows, unable to speak for a moment to comfort him, and looked at the distant backs of the two people, who shivered in the heat for a second for no reason. Wang Linshuo www.biquge.info who was not affected by Uncle Lu's emotions at all, suddenly jumped up, chased and shouted in the direction where the two were far away, and shouted repeatedly: "Did you capture our companions? ”
The two of them limped along, and without looking back, one of them cried out, "He's gone after our companion you saw on the bus, and I have nothing to do with him." ”
I caressed my heart, and my nervousness was relieved. Uncle Lu asked, "In which direction did they go?" ”
He shouted several times in a row, but the other party did not respond as if he was deaf, and only walked with his head bowed on his own. Uncle Lu angrily slammed the dagger in his hand underneath, gritted his teeth and cursed, Tie Qing turned around with a blue face, and a long sigh contained countless helplessness and irritability.
I comforted: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and no matter how vicious the chief controller is, it is impossible to kill you in broad daylight." He hasn't seen you for so many years, maybe he has long forgotten the old things and changed the rules. ”
Uncle Lu shook his head with a wry smile, and changed the topic: "Hu San doesn't know whether he is dead or alive now, there is a huge desert, how to find him?" In a few hours, it will be dark and the temperature will drop rapidly. If he hadn't found us by now, his life would have been in jeopardy. ”
Zhang Siyuan frowned and pouted, turned his back and said worriedly: "I don't know where he lost his GPS, how can I find him?" I just hope that when I see him again, he and the camel will not be short of parts. ”
After some deliberation, we decided to continue in the same direction, but every kilometer there would be a mark to remind Hu San. Ever since she met the two men who had attacked us, the expression on Katsuko's face had changed, and she had begun to move away from us, walking at a distance not too far from us, and no matter how much I called him over, he would just shake his head.
Zhang Siyuan glanced at the strange-looking Shengzi and said in a low voice: "This guy doesn't think that we are an underworld that kills people without blinking, right?" ”
Wang Zhen smiled: "Judging from our performance just now, there is indeed no difference. ”
He grimaced, patted Wang Linshuo on the shoulder, and was about to continue what he loved to do - nonsense, but was almost knocked down by a strange force rushing from behind him.
Zhang Siyuan's face was shrouded in a thin layer of anger, and he turned around and scolded: "Who is so unsightly......"
His words stopped abruptly, his face turned white in an instant, and he stared at the sky and exclaimed, "This ...... What's going on? ”
Katsuko, who had just rushed past him like a bullfight, trembled in his voice, and the expression on his face was as if he was about to cry, and he looked at the black pressure that was pressed from behind him, and a large cumulus cloud that almost covered the sunlight, and he actually knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowing like pounding garlic.
Gradually, a slight wind began to blow the fine sand on my face, drying my sweat droplets, making me feel quite comfortable. But the refreshment only lasted for a few minutes, and the bag of the wind god seemed to crack a big hole, and the wind from all over the world was howling towards me, and I couldn't stand still.
I saw that the thick clouds of boulder had pressed over my head, and the desert that was still shining with the sun had become eerie, and the sharp sound of the wind and the crash of the sand and stones was as creepy as a wolf's howl, and the rough grains of sand flew straight towards my eyes, nostrils, and mouth with the help of the wind. In the distance, a wall of yellow sand rushed towards me with overwhelming momentum.
I could barely see the faces of my companions around me, and in the confusion, I could only hear Uncle Lu shouting intermittently: "Take out the anti-sand mask and put it on your face, don't run, lie on the spot!" ”
My heart was beating like it was going to explode, and I hurriedly pulled out my mask and put it over my face, grabbed my backpack, and threw myself into the sand. At this time, the desert was like a hell on earth, so wild that you could not imagine that the wind swept thousands of grains of sand and swooped down on me, and no matter how hard I closed my eyes and mouth, I was almost filled with sand. I clung to my backpack with all my might, begging myself not to be separated from it.
No matter how stubbornly I resisted, I could never resist the power of the wind and waves. My back hurt from the sand wall, and I felt as weak as an ant in the shrill ghost-like wind. My whole body was covered in sand, I could barely breathe, and I vaguely seemed to hear Zhang Siyuan screaming.
Just as I gritted my teeth and struggled to persevere, a dull pain suddenly came from my heart. I gasped, still clutching my backpack and trying not to get blown apart. But the dull pain grew sharper and sharper, like someone with an electric drill to drill your heart. I couldn't speak in pain, and began to moan quietly, trying to cover my heart with my hand but couldn't move.
I guessed in despair that my illness was back in again, and my body trembled uncontrollably. At this point, any tiny grain of sand hitting me would increase my pain, and I clenched my teeth and clenched my fists, chills and sweat profusely. The pain was eating away at my heart and brain, my body was spasming, I couldn't help but scream, and the sand quickly poured into my mouth.
When the pain level reached a critical point, the tight strings in my head snapped, I only felt that my eyes were black, my strength was quickly drained, and the whole person began to feel light, and the last sound I heard before losing consciousness was the whirring wind.
I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly felt like I couldn't breathe well and my limbs were cold. I said in a daze, could it be that I escaped death? These four words made me sober up in an instant, I opened my eyes suddenly, tore off the ravaged and unshapeable mask, and the yellow sand came at me like crazy.
I pushed them away, struggling to sit up and stick my head out, the fresh, cold air pouring into my nostrils, and I shivered involuntarily. At this time, a full moon hung in the sky, the clouds opened and the fog dispersed, and the hellish gloom just now was completely gone. As far as I could see, the desert I was in was both familiar and strange, not much different from the one I had been in, but there was not a trace of human existence in the whole field of vision.
I broke out in a cold sweat, and I couldn't believe that what I feared most had happened. I hurried out of the sand, despite the cold, but I instantly got goosebumps and shivered with my arms folded.
As far as the eye can see, there is not a trace of their existence? I thought to myself, perhaps they were still buried in the sand and had not yet woken up, and shouted everyone's name several times in my loudest voice, until my voice was hoarse, but only a faint echo sang to me.
I still didn't give up, and pulled the GPS out of my backpack, but the thing struck when it was needed most, and no matter how much I shook and threw it, it always faced me with a black screen.
I sat down on the ground in despair, my emotions falling to a low point, looking at the vast desert and the cold moonlight, and for the first time I knew what true loneliness was. But this desperate emotion only swirled in my mind for a dozen seconds, and in the blink of an eye, I was driven to Mars by the cold.
I shrunk back into the sand with my backpack clenched, it could be cold here, but it was better than the cold outside, which had to dig into the cracks of my bones.
I sat down with my backpack and kept telling myself not to fall asleep, or I would get sick the next morning. But somehow, the more I thought about it, the more sleepy I became, and it was almost yawning one after another, snot and tears, like a drug addict.
Later, I really admired myself at that time, the desert was cold and dangerous, how could I be sleepy in such an environment?
I kept pinching my hands, trying to imagine all kinds of chilling images, but none of them could completely dispel the sleepiness. Just as I was leaning over and sinking into nothingness, I heard a strange sound in the distance.
I shuddered, and suddenly came to my senses, took out the gun from my bag, held it in my hand, and shrank in the sand to reveal only a pair of eyes and nostrils, and my eyes looked in the direction from which the sound came from without blinking.
As the strange sound got closer and closer, I seemed to hear some clues. It was like the sound of a camel's hooves!
An electric current flowed through my body, and the cells in my body were uplifted, secretly praying that the person I wanted to see the most was the one I wanted to see. I poked my head out, but the gun was still clutched tightly in my hand.